Wandering on roads unknown
Had never been so fun
Now being high on whiskey
Looking around for things too risky
Oh yeah, am ready like a loaded gun
For a brawl or get laid by a girl unknown
Or get hit to death by a truck on run
What a voyage I would say
Hey boy! Come on, it is so much gay
None to question, none to answer
Travel is the best teacher, oh don't fear
Books to read, songs to sing,
road to walk and left-out life to drink
Let's damn this world that calls you stalker
Who said every road has an end?
This is pathway to heaven friend
Day has colors and night got stars
Don't brawl with life or bear its scars
Cherish this walk and feel the breeze
Oh boy! Just don't be scared of the end
After all this life is just a candle in the wind
I really enjoyed this poem with your nonchalant attitude of a life on the road, with great imagery! Inspired write!
Nice read my brother, this road has no end: a bend in the road is not the end of the road unless you fail to turn, make that turn Captain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem you done has a nice rhythm and the things inside the poem made it precious...nicely written poem_Soul